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Our annual family pic following Sunday’s Agape Vespers.
The baby’s missing two front teeth.

Soon to be 6; soon to be 14; just turned 10.

Here’s hoping you and yours have a blessed Bright Week!

Christ is Risen!

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Holy Week takes its glorious toll … on everything (even, thanks God, blogging). And yet, while for Orthodox Christians today is Good Friday, the world goes on. Given that, the world and all, the opening paragraphs of this piece are worth a read — mainly for the commentary on who we are and what we’ve become …

America is in line at the airport. America has its shoes off, is carrying a rubberized bin, is going through a magnetometer. America is worried there is fungus on the floor after a million stockinged feet have walked on it. But America knows not to ask. America is guilty until proved innocent, and no one wants to draw undue attention. America left its ticket and passport in the jacket in the bin in the X-ray machine, and is admonished. America is embarrassed to have put one one-ounce moisturizer too many in the see-through bag. America is irritated that the TSA agent removed its mascara, opened it, put it to her nose, and smelled it. Why don’t you put it up your nose and see if it explodes? America thinks.

And, as always: Why do we do this when you know I am not a terrorist, and you know I know you know I am not a terrorist? Why this costly and harassing kabuki when we both know the facts, and would agree that all this harassment is the government’s way of showing “fairness,” of showing that it will equally humiliate anyone in order to show its high-mindedness and sense of justice? Our politicians congratulate themselves on this as we stand in line.

It’s Peggy Noonan, so you might guess her politcal views. Even if you disagree with them, and many shall, the opening paragraphs and the final one are spot on.

Read it, at least those paragraphs, HERE.

I know, I know … it’s Great & Holy Monday. But, while you’re surfing the Net, you might as well visit a new site dedicated to Orthodoxy & Romance, the pitfalls of Orthodox dating, and the struggle to find the perfect mate. Here’s a small sample …

If you do decide to go chasing the random girl who does not know you, think of a good opening line. Considering that we at St. Vladika’s Press are unaware of a successful romantic pilgrim, we haven’t got any good ones to recommend, but here are a few ones that flopped:

“May I borrow your prayer rope?”

“My priest told me I didn’t have a chance with his daughter, so he told me to broaden my horizons and travel.”

“I’ve been thinking of becoming a monk; could you talk me out of it?”

“You remind me of St. Mary of Egypt.”

Even if you are a conflicted soul about whether to be a monk, leave your klobuk at home. Nothing drives a girl crazy more than competing with St. Anthony of the Caves for your heart.

Pay a visit — or bookmark for later — H E R E.

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